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Introducing On The Plus Side

Throughout my teens and 20s, I was thin. Super thin. When people made jokes about seeing size 0 at the store, I would laugh along with them and quietly rip the tag out of my jeans so nobody could confirm I was, in fact, a slightly malnourished size 0.

Now I rip the tag out of my jeans so nobody can confirm I’m an overly nourished size 14. To add insult to injury, over the years, I have lost so much strength in my body, I’ve become winded simply folding the laundry. I am not making that up to be funny. It is the cold, sad, disgusting truth.

When I returned to my office, a full hour earlier than everyone else, I said sheepishly to another co-worker, “I couldn’t do it.” My face and neck were raining sweat. And, I was bitterly disappointed in myself.

This co-worker waited for me to finish complaining and pissing and moaning about how I used to be so fit before he said, “Well, now you have a starting point.”

Thus a blog was born. I wanted to hold myself accountable by publicly shaming myself into getting some form of exercise every day and eating only local (read: non-processed) foods.